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The Idiot

The Idiot You think I’m insecure With all my rings, and all those things But what you don’t see Is a girl who's trying to be herself I'm just trying to be me You open up your eyes to a world Where nothing is what it seems But what you don’t see Is nobody’s perfect, we’re only human beings You look at me like I’m some trash That in this world, I just don’t belong But what you don’t see is The more hypocritical you are, The more you become wrong Baby, you’re only making me strong In a world full of hate and prejudice I know how to hold my head up high But can you? Ms. Conceited Or do you hide behind a mask and live in a lie? What the hell is wrong with you? Nobody's superhuman and neither are you Don’t you know you can’t just go around talking about people? Honey, you’re not bullet proof! Say the wrong thing to the wrong person Who's not up to taking your crap You keep on opening your big mouth like that You might find yourself having a mishap What you getting an attitude for? I’m telling this to you straight Better now than later down the road When it’ll really be too late But you know what? I don’t care what you do with your life You go ahead and have your little fun But don’t come back in my face talking all that nonsense Cause, baby, I’m not the one!

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